My dear, crazy little spitfire is two years old! She’s so wild, so full of light and life, so affectionate. She’s the one that will give me gray hairs, and the one that can make me laugh to tears when she dumps a whole bowl of spaghetti on her head and asks totally deadpan where her food is. And how about that one time she poured out a bottle of water in the hallway and went “swinning!” on her belly. She keeps me busy, this one. 🙂